The morning cycle brought with it Syryn's beloved satchel. A merman with green scales handed the bag to him and left after receiving an effusive thank you from the delighted human.
Syryn locked his door and gripped the mouth of the satchel. This was his treasure trove of items that were associated with his past life. Each object he had inside was a storage of memory that could help him remember his life.
The alchemist curiously looked inside and saw a large number of bottles, vials, glass apparatus, herbal raw materials, clothing, food, and brewing tools. It was true then; he was an alchemist.